Captain Blake's Home.

Ambre, since she had decided to stay with her papa got her story. Her favourite story, the story of a dashing airship captain who rescued a woman who lost her memory from a floating island. Of how he took her home and helped and they slowly fell in love, only for her memory to return and surprise she was a princess all along. Of course, a few details were glossed over in Blake's retelling to avoid spoiling the child with the hardships of war and the complications of a second marriage. But the bones of it were all true and Ambre loved to hear it, especially when she got to say the last line.

"And then they named their little girl Ambre just as he named her when she didn't know who she was. But now..."

Devrin says slowly.

"Ambre is a princess!"

She declares beaming at him and he smiles touching his nose to her.

"Yes, she is my little princess."

"Did she now?" Devrin says grinning at the child, though he does cast a curious gaze towards her mother. "Do you want to show me?" He asks her as he gets up settling her on the ground but still holding her hand.

Devrin observes the little girls magic with curiosity as she makes the flower bloom. "That's amazing princess!" He says picking her up and placing a kiss on her head before turning to the boys as he shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. Perhaps your mother's magic only passes down to the women in her family?" Ambre certainly hadn't gotten it from him. Gauldin may have been a magical kingdom but not every person in it could use it and he certainly had no gift.

"Yes, I would rather they not bear the burdens of their future until they are done with the joys of their present." He says with a chuckle as he dangles the little girl back to the ground letting her swing from his arms before she finds her feet.

Devlin chuckles at his daughters disgust as he nudges her towards them. "Go on lass, I know you want to show them a thing or two." He teases the little girl.

"I understand." He says with a chuckle as he hugs her close. "But then I think of all the things we would miss if they did. Seeing the men and woman they will become, seeing what they accomplish, seeing how they build on what we've provided. It will be painful to watch them go but I think it will be far more rewarding."

"Well." Devrin says with a soft chuckle as he presses a kiss just under her ear. "I am always happy to participate in the act of making babies with you my dear." A brief pause before he adds. "Even if I agree that I would rather not go through another pregnancy." They hadn't been a walk in the park for him either. He'd damn near had a heart attack and he'd had the easy job between the two of them.

"Well, I would certainly hope so since you married me." He teases back to her as he nibbles down her jawline before capturing her lips for a few moments before pulling away slightly. His gaze returning to the children, fondness in his eyes.

Ambre had managed to pin Evrand to the ground. Though this was obviously something the far larger boy had let her do. They were good kids, they had not hidden from the boys that Blake was not their biological father but neither of them seemed to mind much. At least, not when it came to Ambre or Devrin himself. There were a few nights where the boys wondered about their biological father but it was hard to blame them for that. "They do." He murmurs to her softly. "And I love you Camilla." He says with a grin.